Rain
Tuesday, September 9th, 2008Lots and lots of rain.
I have been rained on every single day since The Boy started nursery. Today it absolutely poured down all the way there, and all the way back. It’s still pouring now, and will probably still be pouring down when I have to go pick him up. It’s doing my head in. A complete waste of straighteners. Callum, of course, loves it. He jumped in every single puddle on the way there this morning, and despite wearing wellies and his raincoat, needed a complete change of clothes when we arrived at nursery, even down to his socks and pants. Here’s hoping he doesn’t have any accidents as he has no spare change of clothes now. I neeeeeeed a raincoat, as I’m sick of wrestling with an umbrella, a 3 year old and his paraphanelia, and my own bag every day. I may buy this one:

Am I daft for even thinking about paying £25 for what is essentially a pac-a-mac? Even if it makes me feel about 5 again?


